Lets wrap yo up in the dead grass and the incandescent light. Writing bad poetry is worse when writing it in front of you. Painted brick, and glass factories with windows knocked out. Writing vad poetry is worse when writing it in front of you. Making traffiv violatioss after dark, your sisters bike hurts my legs. Writing bad poetry iw worse when writing it in front of you. Our flashlights were gold seuqins wrapped in blue paper and this metaphor is cheap, like party-favors - an after-math reminxer... read more
